One Actually Wrote Today

In the end,
isn’t this what you wanted?
Passion you control.
A moment you hand pick,
for the ending.
You wait.
And wait.
And wait.
The perfect excuse eventually
presents itself.
Emotional damage with
your name on it.
You bring my darkest fears
to the surface.
The surface of this
battleground you created.
One where you hurt me,
and I stand in the spot,
where you once stood.
You’re gone now, though.
Of course you are.
Nowhere to be found.
Because you ran away.
I just can’t anymore.
I’ve been through too much.
I don’t know who I am right now.
All lines that ring familiar
from you.
And I’m left,
Waiting,
And waiting,
And waiting.
You never come back.